Update the fourth!
I can relate to those Galapagos iguanas, clinging to the rocks anticipating the next crushing wave...or popping down to eat for 20 seconds before fleeing from the next breaker...
Oh, woops, my animal nerd is showing.
In an effort that could probably be labeled as "codependence", we just had FOUR Comcast trucks here for an hour and a half, AFTER I cancelled my service. The supervisor from this morning stopped by to admire this morning's handywork...and found it by the road. He pokes around and decides there is an alternative to burying -sorry, TEMPORARY alternative to burying- while they get permission to bury, which would mean digging up a busy road.
So he calls people(HE got to go home), they come out and run the cable from the opposite direction-over the side street and around the house. They get it all hooked up and it doesn't work. Three of the trucks leave, and one dude is left to call the big boss...OK, I don't know if he was the big boss, but he had at least a decade on the rest of the guys I saw today, and gave me his personal phone number; niiice. If someone comes across my phone, "George the Cable Guy" is not a 'black book' listing(those have a heart next to them).
After 45 minutes of chatting next to the outside box, here we are. Spotty, but I can deal with it for a week.
Phew. It looks like we can remain stationary for another week. Thank you for your offers of alternate parking, it is SO nice to have friends, you guys are awesome.
Now to get SOME FUCKING WORK DONE.
Oh, woops, my animal nerd is showing.
In an effort that could probably be labeled as "codependence", we just had FOUR Comcast trucks here for an hour and a half, AFTER I cancelled my service. The supervisor from this morning stopped by to admire this morning's handywork...and found it by the road. He pokes around and decides there is an alternative to burying -sorry, TEMPORARY alternative to burying- while they get permission to bury, which would mean digging up a busy road.
So he calls people(HE got to go home), they come out and run the cable from the opposite direction-over the side street and around the house. They get it all hooked up and it doesn't work. Three of the trucks leave, and one dude is left to call the big boss...OK, I don't know if he was the big boss, but he had at least a decade on the rest of the guys I saw today, and gave me his personal phone number; niiice. If someone comes across my phone, "George the Cable Guy" is not a 'black book' listing(those have a heart next to them).
After 45 minutes of chatting next to the outside box, here we are. Spotty, but I can deal with it for a week.
Phew. It looks like we can remain stationary for another week. Thank you for your offers of alternate parking, it is SO nice to have friends, you guys are awesome.
Now to get SOME FUCKING WORK DONE.